September 2010
August 2010
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I miss you the most at night.
I just need to hear your voice one more time. Just one more time.
I love me some sarcasm!: 20 Things I Wish I Knew... →
1. That a relaxer is an acid
2. That after years of feeling like I had to adjust to other people’s ideas of what was right, I would listen to myself.
3.That it’s not a political statement nor a way for others to judge how ‘black’ I am. Simply put, It Just Is.
4. That I would be amazed at…
I love this & agree 100%.
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Y’know, now that I’m back to being unemployed & having dick to to (aside from build an entire collection in less than 2mos) I kind of miss downelink. If was good for a few cheap laughs, if not anything else. Egomaniacal dykes & Q abusing niggabitches are great entertainment when you’re bored.
I want my panda bear. Where are you?
I love fuckyeahblackdykes, & i’m *really* happy that it exists, but i find it hella “interesting” that every other photo is of an interracial couple. It kind of makes me want to put my bitter black woman hat on “THAT’S WHY WE CAINT FIND NO DECENT men/women/pets/houseplants/car insurance/etc CAUSE WHITE BITCHES BE TAKIN’ EM AWL!” but honestly, that...
Watch“…you’ve got to stop putting your sexual needs ahead of your business … eating up some ass and tossing some salad don’t get you fat. It don’t get you full eating up no ass, honey.”
I'm about to let everybody know
Who I am. & that’s scary.
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta.
I’m feeling pretty damn G right now. My ego is already ridiculous, but I can already tell that it’s gonna be at Kanye-level by the time October rolls around. Live long & SUCK IT. Bitches.
So, one of my neighbors is a lesbian, which brings me great comfort because I live in hickville, tx with few Negroes even owning homes out here, let alone openly gay ones. But that got me thinking about when I was a youngin living next door to a lesbian lady-Chester. I don’t remember her name (of course) but I remember her face. She was a short & tough army sergeant or something, &...
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I say this about every six months but
I don’t think I’ve ever felt more alone. There are tons of people around, & I talk to them, but it’s like they can’t hear me. Does that make sense?
Since reaching adulthood, I’ve grown to seriously dislike Disney movies. They always leave me feeling a tiny bit more hopeless than before. Yeah, I don’t get it either.
If you’re not moving forward, is it really so bad to take a step back just for a change in scenery? HMM.